Walking through this place,
There’s a war that has been lingering
Here before my time.
To my left there’s smiles
That cover up tired eyes.
To my right there’s wary words,
And a hope for change that has died.
One step in front of the other,
Sometimes a sword blocks me
And forces my back against the wall.
In the distance I hear them calling
For any kind of resolution,
No one dares talk of revolution.
Sometimes I lay awake at night
Dreaming wide awake
And sometimes I think of you
On busy afternoons
When the sunsets
And the breeze blows past me
I imagine turning around
To the hand that held mine
For such a long time.
Some say we’ve done this before
In previous lives
And some say the odds
Of keeping our hands together
Might be too much for time
But deep within my heart
Lies a truth I only keep in…
I am a girl who is hopelessly romantic.
I am a twenty-four year old who believes in the impossible.
I am a woman with existiential thoughts.
I am the daughter of a man who lost his way.
I am the child of a woman who has closed herself to many things.
I am the product of a society that no longer grasps true love.
I am someone who is not above karmic justice and fate.
I am a person who seeks out…
There’s a scene in a movie
That makes me think of you.
And there’s a plot twist within a book
That makes me remember how we met.
You hum to the melody
That’s on repeat inside of your head.
Cool and collected you
Keep your steps moving ahead.
In the flickering sunlight,
Your soul reflects in your eyes.
Even though we speak English first,
There’s a song in Spanish that tells of our nights.
And there’s a…
The Beautiful and the Damned
And in these lovely bones
A perfect chemistry
These broken stars
On this side of paradise
Will fall and be buried
Within my skin
Stolen in time
My body will return to stardust
And perhaps my soul will go to heaven
Perhaps it will drown in sin.
But know in your eyes
I saw the sun
Within your heart an eclipse
For a brief moment I thought I saw you
And wondered who it was you were thinking about.
Your back turned, but your face tilted to the side
As if you were waiting just one more second.
Hoping that whatever answer you were looking for
Would catch up to your steps, before boarding another flight,
To some destination far from where their imagination
Could see you go. Through a sea of faces,
There’s an hourglass with sand
Slipping through the cracks,
Spilling onto every inch of corners
She has grown accustomed too.
Once in time, she could have
Remained in this place
But her heart is so far
From where it has stayed.
And in a dance
Across wooden floorboards
With windows open,
And a breeze pushing past
To blow against all that’s left
Of dreams and patience,
She dances as if there’s
Underneath the candle light,
Beneath the floor boards
Lies a second-hand world.
A world were there’s a longful violin melody
That brushes past the ears of
A girl lost within a fantasy.
No windows, no doors,
Just an endless hallway
And the voice of a phantom thief
Guiding her towards some unseen destination.
Reaching out towards
The flickering light before her,
Somewhere she’s walked
Like a phantom thief in the shadows,
You go chasing after the dreams
That awaken you in the midnight hour.
Guided by the colors of a sunset sky
The compass you keep, pointing in a direction
Towards a promise you made in the dark
Next to candle light and written words
Keeping your heart behind a locked door
The key you threw into the ocean of memories
You extend your gloved hand, in the hopes for a…